She's Not Afraid (1D)

Step One; Step Two; Step Three; Repeat

**Taylor'sPOV**

Niall glared at me from the other side of the kitchen, his soaking wet hair sticking to his face. "Crap." I had 'accidentally' tipped a glass of water over his head.

"Oh it is on." He said before grabbing a handful of flour out of the large mixing bowl on the table. Everyone else was asleep and me and Niall had decided to bake something. We weren't sure what it was, it was going to be a surprise for all of us. So basically, we were just going to bung a load of random ingredients into a bowl and cook it.

"No!" I squeaked as Niall threw the handful of flour at me. "Oh, hell no." I picked an egg up and backed him into the corner before slamming it onto his head. "Shame on you." I said in my best Josh Ramsay voice.

Soon enough both of us were covered in flour and eggs, until I decided to bring out the best weapon in the world. "No! Not the chocolate sauce!" Niall shrieked as I popped the lid open.

I gave him a smirk before squeezing it. Chocolate sauce flew out of the end and I squirted it all over him, in his hair, over his clothes and all over the wall behind him. "The chocolate look suits you." I told him, grinning.

"I think it's time you were rinsed off." He said just as six boys and one girl burst into the room eyes wide with panic. (A/N At The Disco.) Niall picked me up and threw me over his shoulder before taking me outside.

"Don't you dare Niall James Horan!" I screamed, pounding my fists on his back.

"Oh, but I do dare." He said before throwing me into the pool. I tried to swim up but my foot was caught on something. I couldn't see because I'm not like the people in the movies that can open their eyes underwater. It hurts.

I, stupidly, tried to scream, resulting in water filling my lungs. I thrashed around under water, trying to release my foot but life just never works for me does it? Black dots danced in front of my eyes, but I refused to sink into the darkness.

**Sophie'sPOV** 

I was stood in the kitchen with all the boys, minus Niall who had earlier carried Taylor outside for some unknown reason. 

The kitchen was covered in sauces and all kinds of messes, I sighed, knowing I would probably be the one to have to clean it up later. I turned to join the conversation that was going on between the rest of the boys. 

But I couldn't involve myself in any of the conversation, I couldn't help but think there was something wrong and the sound of Niall's voice proved me right. "Guys help!" 

After exchanging several quick glances with the boys, I raced outside all six boys following closely behind me.

"She's drowning!" Niall screeched, throwing his arms in the air in panic. 

"Well for gods sake help her!" I gasped, pulling off my top and shorts, so that I was just in my under clothes, before jumping into the pool. 

Swimming down to the bottom of the water, I grabbed her arm, yanking hard on her wrist. Realising she just wouldn't budge, I swam to the bottom,  trying to find the source of the thing holding her down. 

I was actually quite good at swimming, my stepdad had taught me when I was young, I used to have to go twice a week to the town pool with him to practice. That's how I didn't struggle when it came to holding my breath for long amounts of time, whereas Taylor had quite a sheltered childhood, not getting any of the opportunities I got to learn these things. 

I fumbled with the tight knots in my hand, seriously who leaves these things at the bottom of a pool? I was starting to get short of air now and I was getting nowhere with the knot.